He that travels in theory has no inconveniences; he has shade and sunshine at his disposal, and wherever he alights finds tables o...f plenty and looks of gaiety. These ideas are indulged till the day of departure arrives, the chaise is called, and the progress of happiness begins. A few miles teach him the fallacies of imagination. The road is dusty, the air is sultry, the horses are sluggish, and the postilion brutal. He longs for the time of dinner that he may eat and rest. The inn is crowded, his orders are neglected, and nothing remains but that he devour in haste what the cook has spoiled, and drive on in quest of better entertainment. He finds at night a more commodious house, but the best is always worse than he expected.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »

These were not men, they were battlefields. And over them, like the sky, arched their sense of harmony, their sense of beauty and ...rest against which their misery and their struggles were an offence, to which their misery and their struggles were the only approaches they could make, of which their misery and their struggles were an integral part.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »

A woman cannot do the thing she ought,Which means whatever perfect thing she can,...In life, in art, in science, but she fearsTo let the perfect action take her partAnd rest there: she must prove what she can doBefore she does it,--prate of woman's rights,Of woman's mission, woman's function, tillThe men (who are prating, too, on their side) cry,"A woman's function plainly is ... to talk."Poor souls, they are very reasonably vexed!LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »